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“Most of the cadets accepted an invitation to attend a reception at the Venezuelan Naval Academy in La Guaira. Don Silke and I had other ideas and figured on getting a cab to the capital city of Caracas. The ride would take about a half hour, if the car did not overheat going over the mountain pass on the newly constructed highway. The capital city had an elevation of 7,083 feet and we were at sea level. As we stepped off the gangway, I noticed two stunningly beautiful girls standing on the concrete dock looking at the ship. Neither of us could figure out why the girls were there. Perhaps they were tourists, but I would find out. Approaching them, I asked if we could help, but soon discovered that they didn’t speak English and we didn’t speak what seemed to be French. It could have led to an impasse but my knowledge of German saved the day. It turned out that both girls were from France and one of them came from the Alsace Province and spoke German. They were both quite bubbly and we soon found out that they were dancers with the Folies Bergère, on tour to South America. From what I understood, they would be performing in Caracas that night and could get us free tickets. It all sounded great except that we had to be back aboard by 10:00 p.m., since the ship would be leaving first thing in the morning. Rats! You win some and you lose some, but at least we were with them for now. Don and I offered to take them aboard for lunch. It all seemed exciting for them to board a ship with so many single men. Ooh là là. The girls attracted a lot of attention and the ship’s photographer couldn’t stop taking pictures. The rest of our classmates couldn’t believe what they saw and of course thought that we were luckier than we really were. For us, the illusion had to be enough and fortunately the lunch served that day was reasonably good.”

GirlsMmaCaptain Hank BrackerVenezuelaCaracasFolies BergèreSeastory
Author:Captain Hank Bracker, "Salty & Saucy Maine"
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“Me fui de Venezuela con la convicción de que hacía lo correcto. Tardé mucho tiempo en darme cuenta de que Caracas, como un cáncer inoperable, estaba enredada en lo más profundo de mi memopria. Mi Caracas, lo sé, es una geografía fragmentaria, incompleta, tendenciosa. Mi centro se ubica al final de la avenida Teresa de la Parra, no tiene plaza ni parlamento. Me costó entender que la tragedia del exilio la escriben las cosas invisibles, los pequeños detalles que pasan desapercibidos. No todo el mundo se da cuenta de que lo que duele, lo que se echa de menos, es la belleza espontánea de lo insignificante.”

ExilioCaracasLiublianaVenezolanos
Book:Liubliana
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“...odio ambas cosas, Julio. A los maricas y al padre de Lorenzo. [] —¿Por qué tienes que odiar tanto? —no pude evitar preguntar. —Porque mi hijo tiene algo de mí que yo estoy condenada a perder. Belleza. Los hombres saben envejecer. Y él debería repetirme en otra mujer. No puedo aceptar que rompa el molde conmigo. —¿Puedes ser así de egoísta? —pregunté. —El egoísmo es lo único que me queda en el mundo.”

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Book:Azul petróleo
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“Tras el deslave, cambió el curso del Inírida. El mundo se detuvo, comenzó a girar en sentido contrario. La solidaridad de los hombres suele ser tan efímera como la intensidad de un sismo. Pasado el trauma, sepultados los cuerpos en el mar, construidas las trochas de cemento, militarizada Tanaguarena y abierto el acceso al aeropuerto, La Guaira pasó a ser patrimonio del olvido. Los muñecos de lodo solo permanecieron en el recuerdo de sus familiares cercanos.”

CaracasLiteratura VenezolanaLiubliana
Book:Liubliana
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